Chapter 8 ~ Dhruv

"listen-

"I want to-

We both spoke up at the same time. I gathered my nerves made a bundle of them and tossed it away from my body, if it was physically possible but I had to mentally be free of them to say what I have to say.

"you go first" Sahil said turning to me.

I nodded, opened my mouth but he beat me to it,"are these real?" His hand reached up my spectacles, "you need them or you just put them to look sexy?"

I leaned away baffled,

He dropped his hand grinning, when I was near an almost breakdown someone called me SEXY!?

Considering it was coming from Sahil and how he had a habit of flirting every second. I didn't think more about it, "I have a very high power and normally I put contact lens but at home I use them"

He again stared at me with fixed eyes they diverted to my lips making them tingle, "you should put them often, they suit you real well"

I laughed and it was a forced one.
He was someway making me nervous, shy and I couldn't put my finger on what that feeling was about? And whether I was liking it or not?

"Too many compliments Sahil they will get to my head and I don't like when you flirt with me, don't do it" I said, trying to sound irritated.

I didn't like when someone flirt with me because I know I am not beautiful, I am not that charming, my personality is just plain and boring so why this fake attempt to please me by spurting nonsense, that was untrue and it only made me feel worse about the things I was missing.

Nevertheless,

Don't know whether his compliment was fake or not but they sure did lighten my heart.

He stared at me with a little frown," I was just being honest"

The tension in the air was getting thicker and thicker. I cleared my throat gripping my seat, as I tried again, "Sahil,"

He looked up through his still long hair cascading his eyes.

I never get a clear look at those eyes,  the reason behind his long hair was to cover them? Or he was just too lazy for a haircut?

And,

His personality was like liquid, takes any form,any shape and let's not even talk about the fluidity cause, his moments flow with zero viscosity.

I shook my head, I am a walking book.

"Do that again" he said watching me with his head tilted, which I guess was his habit when he tries to understand something.

"What?" I asked dumbly.

If I continued hanging out with them; brother and sister I will pretty much only speak what? what?

They are so unpredictable

"That little head shake that you do when you think something is crazy and ridiculous according to you but I bet it's just awesome like you!" he replied with a small smile.

I pursed my lips glancing away to shield my red face. I was sure it was red now.

What's the matter with him?
He can't get to be .. like.... that when he had a girlfriend.

I scowled, that should not bother me, I scolded myself again.

"You were saying something, Serra" he called when I continued looking or glaring at nothing.

I faced back saying when I needed to say, let's get this over and get outta here
"I am sorry I shouted at you that day-

"No, Serra I deserved it" He cut me off sternly.

"No you don't!" I said a little loudly, I breath out a big sigh looking up at him, "you were just being yourself whatever you are! immature, playful or anything .....you were just being YOURSELF so I can't blame you much when it was me who wasn't behaving myself..." I swallowed it down the unbearable emotions rising, " I was overpowered by worry and grieve and .... things that I just blew out of proportion..and" my ever coward loser self, I blinked I won't cry I won't cry again in front of him. 

How pathetic..

He would think, I was such a melodramatic and those over emotional type of girls.

I was struggling to get the words out, grateful he didn't say anything or stared at me in such vulnerable state rather he was looking down at his shoes again, can't blame him they might be more interesting than me.

Anyway I continued, " just because I am hurt I shouldn't bleed on someone else ....I know I am not making sense!!.. what I mean is I am not upset with you and you are a good person Sahil" I said wiping my eyes under my spectacles.

He faced away, looking in the opposite direction. His hand was curled in a closed fist at his side, his body appeared rigid. I didn't know if I made him upset or angry by someway. Maybe he was finding me annoying.

Suddenly he turned around, when I was going to put my hand on his shoulder to ask what happened?

His jaw was clenched he looked quite furious, "why do you blame yourself for everything? Why don't you see sometimes things are different, sometimes people are bad!  people are responsible for what they do! It's their own mistakes. They very much deserve it, there's nothing to do with you to hate on yourself so immensely. Why do you have to be so selfish? To connect and think everything happens because of you!"

I flinched, trying to get away what had gotten to him? Why was he angry at me all of a sudden?

I looked around nervously expecting people to look our way but
I was pushed back roughly he had grabbed me by my shoulders was making me look at him my face contorted in fear, he continued hurting with his words looming in blocking all the lights, "you have to stop linking to where you don't belong! You have to stop creating your own doom. Have some self confidence in yourself Serra stop being so bloody damn miserable!  -

I slapped him. The echo of it, deafened my ears to the point I couldn't hear my own raging heartbeats.

He immediately drew away shocked himself.

I looked down at my hand lost, confused and so much hurt like something that was cracked inside was poked mercifully with needles. A tear escaped from my brimming eyes.

"Serra..." Sahil said softly trying to reach me with immense regret and pained look. I stepped away shaking my head and whirled around, with quick and unthinkable steps I got away from him. I collided with someone, with no one or with everyone, my mind was too foggy to make out anything, my eyes burning with tears I couldn't keep them at bay for long.

I don't know where I was going but I wanted to get away from there from him, from what he said.

I stumbled suddenly my legs became motionless and heavy I fell on the street my hands on it, probably I might've had scraped my knees but it didn't hurt much than what was aching painfully from inside . I cried, the tears landing down between my hands I stared at them wishing they turned to a river and drown me in away from here.

I remained in the same position my hands glued to the concrete gravel of the street, my knees hunched on the ground.

I looked up when I heard the sound of something approaching towards me I blinked rubbing my eyes putting my spectacles back, the moment I put them on.

A bike screeched on halt it tilted on the front wheel my screamed got somewhere buried in my throat.
I shut my eyes waiting for the impact but didn't happen rather I felt a graze of something on my forehead. I opened my eyes expecting to be dead and greeted by the reaper to take me to hell but I was came forth with a black helmet.

I noticed with a shock the rider had balanced the bike on one wheel and his head in helmet rested against mine and he was saying something.

I blinked trying to focus.
"Get away" he said voice muffled coming under the helmet. His black leather gloves hands clutched the handles tightly.

"Get away stupid girl, you chose only my bike to die from?" He hissed sounding annoyed.

I wanted to get away but I couldn't. I shifted back somehow the bike skittered this time I managed to scream like before the biker knew quite well to control the bike.

"Get away from the front" he groaned this time, then his head snapped back I followed, saw incoming of several headlights.
I froze again in terror. I tried to get up but I couldn't suddenly my body felt lifeless, I couldn't manage to stand up.

"Great you are handicapped, just my bad luck"the rider muttered cursing.

"No I have legs they work fine-

Before I could say or clarify how well my legs work and they were just momentarily having a meltdown or body malfunction or spasm or something undiscovered and unknown. The bike titled to the ground passing by me and he scooped me up he literally scooped me up and threw me back on the seat I somehow for which I deserved a medal for managing to sit on I never sat on the bike with legs placed on one side. I held the biker's shoulders screaming.

"Why are you kidnapping me!!?" I yelled then looked back several bikes was speeding following behind.

"Kidnapping!? Why will I kidnap you and on a bike!? Do I look crazy?" He asked from front. He was literally riding to die I can't even make out clearly what he said. My knuckles turning white clutching his shoulders for my life.

"Please stop oh god, I don't want to die drop me right now!" I said squeezing my eyes shut. He freed my hold on his shoulders,

"Not like this way!!" I screamed again.

"Put it like this if you don't wanna die" he replied placing it on his back.

I won't ever! But then he sped so fast giving me no choice but to loop my arms around his waist grabbing him tightly. I knocked at something hard on his stomach.
"What is this!?"

"They are called abs" he replied.

I shrieked again.

"God Damnit woman, stop screaming let me get them off my tail first, I will dump you the very second" he said rudely and accelerating moving the bike in zig zag motion.

I gaped at the bikes following us the headlights of them appeared like a pack of wolves were running after us.

"Why are they following you? Are you a bad guy?" I asked looking in front.

"Nope, they are the bad guys"

"And what are you?" I asked nervously.

"I am the worst of them" he said then he sped more fast if it was possible. If he continued increasing the speed then there's no way we gonna make it out alive and as it is, it is always the behind one the passanger who is prone to death or severe injuries. What have I gotten myself into? How have I gotten myself into this?

"You are a bad lead, you will never get them off you if you think it is all about speed!" I said. Nervously holding him.

"Oh really? then why don't you suggest something clever, Ms. Newton!" He said sarcastically.

I let it pass then looked back and counted the bikes they were five in total and then roughly got the idea of distance between us not more than 10m or something, I got that he must be driving  above 70 km/hr speed.

I grabbed him then poked my fingers in his sides,"Take a U turn" I said

He laughed in mocking way,"so this is your plan to get me caught to get them off my back, very clever"

"Nope I mean Take a U turn decelerate your bike's velocity suprise them they would stop for a second I swear. As you can see the distance is not much they will be confused by that time you take another U turn and sped away" I said. 

He didn't say anything, probably I sounded stupid, I knew nothing about bikes.

"Thats an average plan" he said in a contempt voice I glared, "nevertheless still a plan" he said then took a U turn with that bike tilting to the ground movement. I pursued my lips to not scream again.
Like I thought the chasers stopped suddenly watching with confusion they tried to sped towards us but led to a mini accident among them.

The unknown rude biker did another U turn when our followers tried to reach us, aggressively.

I closed my eyes making a quick silent prayer asking God for forgiveness for all my sins, the biker sped right from their sides while they struggled among themselves to follow us.

I looked back the distance increasing between us. Couldn't believe that worked.

"Me too" the rider said riding so fast I could literally taste the air in my mouth.

"Now drop me to my hostel!" I yelled tapping his helmet, frantically.

"I will, not cuz your plan worked but because you trusted in my skills, it is quite flattering " He spoke nonsense.

Oh God not only he was a member of some motorcycle cult but also rude and obnoxious. My life really didn't have a knight in shining armour, I guess.

••

The hype of motorcycle chase was deflated when I reached my hostel in my dorm room. What was that?
God's way of telling me that there are worse things that could happen to me like -

Getting Run over by a bike or bikes

Thrown into motorcycle cult of bad and a head of worse people.

I didn't see the face of the biker, he just literally dumped me to hostel without any proper farewell or something. Okay... what's the point of thinking about that ? Avoiding the main theme of today? That I was coward and miserable no actually bloody damn miserable?

I rested my head to the door of my room, here I thought I was helping Sahil and he screwed my mind with thoughts and feelings I had buried two years back.

Don't I know that already, I was miserable all time?

Don't I know that already, I have confidence in negative?

Don't I know that already, how pathetic and weak I was?

Why did he have to state the obvious?

Why did it hurt if I knew that already?

I looked up and exhaled out a heavy sigh, wiping my tears I entered my room.

I was startled when I saw Divyanshi on the bed she got up immediately relief taking over her face on seeing me
"You have no idea how worried we were" She said.

"I am an adult in case you haven't noticed, I can take care of myself" I said sharply. I turned around walked to my side of the room. Being rude to her wasn't fair but I was honestly drained, depressed and just not in the right state to concern about anyone else.

"Of course I know that! but you left your phone and your clutch behind" she said hesitantly.

My eyes widened at my phone!
I spin around panick taking over my body.

I snatched the clutch from her hand. I unzipped it anxiously didn't care Divyanshi was watching me.

I dug my hand I found a green note I read it quickly

I am sorry Serra for being an asshole to you today, I wasn't thinking straight. I beg of you to give me a chance to explain myself.. just don't believe what I said .. Please..

~ Sahil, the jerk

I discarded it away quickly then pulled out my mobile unlocking it. Everything was alright ...no files deleted or invaded but there was something that told someone snooped into my phone, my instincts or just the placement of the pop up app somewhere else.
I was being paranoid I looked up at Divyanshi my eyes caught a photo frame at her bedside I didn't notice it before. I walked towards it then stared at the picture. There were three guys and she was standing in the middle of them. They were all in their school uniforms other than that what really caught my attention were the boys. One was of course Sahil.

"Who are they?" I asked pointing at it.

Divyanshi looked where I was pointing.
"They are my school friends basically they were bhaiya's best friends, three musketeers kinda you know. They were all together and causing trouble-

"Who's the other guy?" I cut her explanation off.

"That is Dhruv the bad boy with all tattoos and bike kinda stuff-

"No I meant the other one" I told impatiently.

"Oh that's Faisal ...do you know him or what?" She asked when I frowned deeply.

"Sahil and he were best friends?" I asked again not believing.

She nodded looking at me carefully, "They 'were' "

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